Morning woke up and found that his head hurt a. Sustained nine days is bound to experience every morning from the head to the right of torture was finally gone. I am looking to find himself lying in bed at home. Here, the air full.
Probably he was a living in some of the concept of the people in the ancient, modern means of transport, people are not accustomed to; also liked it up. I took a great effort, only to persuade ourselves that morning I, had already left Tibet thousands of miles away. The day before the morning, I was in Lhasa overlooking the distant hills and the cool and bright sky.
Tibet trip a few years ago, leaving Lhasa, I offer all kinds of dismay. That day, whether it is the entrance to the Jokhang Temple, or the last glance at the airport, make no tears stopped. This time, a hurried visit, I am drowsy and it seemed to increase a lot of things I could not get fit, I did not let himself go more in-depth experience and feelings, accompanying friends, hurried rush a lot of places. In the Cahora Yamaguchi, overlooking the quiet beauty such as rivers, such as oil painting Yangzhuoyong Lake, bent only to avoid the rush comes rushing colorful yak touting the team; in under the towering snow-capped mountains, or suffer from headaches chest to walk a Road, should be invited by two young girls dressed in Tibetan glaciers as the background for their camera, been chasing discuss completion of charging is not find any ... ... I have started feeling numb, or change in Tibet? Although, in my eyes, that catch children's eyes or a yak, as is clear, that the two girls, or as a brilliant smile.
To catch up with the fiftieth anniversary of the peaceful liberation of Tibet Daqing, wherever he went, or serious and tense, or joy, the television telling us that earth-shaking changes in Tibet, Tibet has a welcome step by step toward modernization. So I and friends in such an atmosphere cursory looked Tibetan mountain, Tibet, clouds, Tibet's temples.
Lhasa, the pace of modernization card, I can do. The east of the Old Town (English name is the Ancient city, more attractive name.) Is unknowingly gradually shrinking the area; all kinds of thriving "modern" building aggressively encroach little by little, the ancient city. Natiao the largest number of Tibetan-style hotel Beijing Road, then in addition Bajiao Street I love visiting the shopping streets have been widened into a flat and tidy six-lane major road, this broad road, such as a knife straight into the ancient city of the heart, to both sides of the road is still extension of the soon open up to the Jokhang Temple Square. I think the next time I went, from the Asian hotel came auspicious hostels to see message board, I have to go through Beijing across the road in the wide pedestrian bridge had. Yes ah, Otherwise how worthy the name of this road?
Do not like Zetang, the capital of Shannan Prefecture in this whole urban planning have failed miserably. In addition to thin air, here and in any other country of the county is no different from the vulgar.
Shannan to which the chosen line, the book said was SOUL OF TIBET trip. However, the soul of Tibet, not on the tourist brochures, not one after another, a white tile covered buildings, the tourists do not go blindly Chung, Everest base camp, not television programming in the song and dance show.
We would like to find and experience the true soul of Tibet, and we know where a good non-live a period of time, any line of travel can only be a taste is just. Although I do not want six years ago Thanks for the Memories that I into endless rows of Tibet can not go beyond the peak of my own, but, I was to go beyond what means? Accumulate in the earthly life experience can only count on yourself easier for all to see through see through; to read a few books only allow themselves to prove a number of science and knowledge.
I see a certain period of occurrence of certain things had been in the moving moment is eternal. What kind of touched, from the year I put down self-trivial part, threw himself to appreciate the raw truth and goodness, that kind of the most emotional without modification.
When I calmly after cursory now remain in the mind the deep, and only in Tibet various colors.
Tibetans use of color capabilities, the most primitive and simple of the most reckless disregard of the most popular.
Nature's colors, this is the most beautiful and harmonious mix, we are no longer possible to feel completely. In Tibet, a vast sky and the earth has finally Apart from modification of a broad naked Gandanxiangzhao, walk through the meantime, only the sun. The people living in the sun, but also do what Wei Shi, and scruples. So we see is the color of the most brilliant of all the most eye-catching aspect - sky blue, such as washing, Xuefeng white too busy, distant mountains green solemn, shining black oil roads, temples glittering, colorful costumes ... ...
The red, the kind of deep red Lama, into another highlight in the snow-covered all sorts of bright colors, Shi Shi-ran in the land of the Tibetan Plateau Napian walk through drift, Weiwei Yin is located in Tibet, the sacred place where the earth has been given , such as the time in general slow firm, such as the flag of a general to lead the soul. Sera's side homes to look at hundreds of monks debate the scriptures, it was a red as baptism, I saw at least House of monks in red under the shaded trees mottled patchwork of light and shadow in the land or sitting or standing, question and answer voice , palm-phase strike the provision of pit voices millennium religion, among the vivid red in this one alive.
Go to the wilderness of Tibet's first monastery Samye to boat across the Brahmaputra, is the kind of engine installed a big wooden boat, boatman side ran it side Dake Shui, cross the river by more than an hour. We take a look at photo shoot landscape, to see me always calling such Pisan's hair, a Tibetan women take the initiative to come to help me compile Mahua Bian. Long braids better prepared we will be sitting in the bow after the chat, talking about age, I began to call their big sister, who laughs and says his 18-year-old, I said that they really would be a joke, see I do not believe that she both have come up with ID cards to me. Was shocked to read the above date of birth, and indeed a 18-year-old a 19-year-old, but they face ... ... it is filled with beautiful weathered face, so that the age in Tibet do not have a color and interpretation.
Car out of Shigatse, Lhasa and back direction. Long section of the road to overcome my fatigue is on the road every km we saw a guard of soldiers. When you see the 20th one, I have a hint of being shocked. This is to defend the road? Or watch yellow fields of rape? Being exposed to the sun the wind was playing just their dust shop received an endurance training? Do not understand. Arming them, only the hands of the police stick, they stood straight street under the hot sun, standing has become a small roadside scenery. It stands not move the scenery but I look and feel soft. All of them our back on the road, but I still see their young faces, then one by one is also receded in the face of old Tibet filled with high-color face.
This plateau of color in their life, no longer ablation, just like every junction stacked Mani Dui and the drift of the streamer, sun and rain, not faded blue and white is always bright red, yellow, green color. Which kind are familiar with the thousands of miles away into our nostalgic like colors.
Author: illa
